Of course she's used to children who act like that, and she couldn't even imagine the kind of parties we have at home, where we frolic around and have a good time.

So I say don't let's jump on her party, but remember that she did it for us, and she did it the best she knew how." "You're a good sort, Mopsy," said King, looking at his sister affectionately.

"What you say is all right, and it goes.

Now let's cut out that party and try to forget it." There were some quiet games provided for the children, and so they played parcheesi and authors until bedtime, for though the billiard room was hardly within hearing of their grandparents, yet they did not feel like playing romping games.
"I don't think I shall ever holler again," said King.

"I'm getting so accustomed to holding my breath for fear I'll make too much noise that I'll probably always do so after this." "No, you won't," said practical Kitty.